LOST // BAKUGO X OC

Training and Triumph

It was the last day of training before the provisional license exam. Class 1A were determined to get in all the activity in that they could. Estelle had spent the majority of yesterday helping them create and polish their ultimate moves. Once the class had realised that Estelle was helping others and was frankly fantastic at providing it, a lot of them had requested her advice. She didn't have the heart to decline; these people would use these moves to save people. She couldn't turn that away.

Estelle finally managed to make time to complete her hero work once they all had dinner. She found it strange when classmates waved her goodbye on her way out.

'Maybe this wasn't a good idea.' Estelle thought when she refused to acknowledge the classmates. Estelle left the entrance of the UA dorms.

What Estelle did not see was their concerned and downtrodden expression when they were neglected.

"Give her time; she'll warm up to us soon", Izuku assured.

-_-

Today though, rather than sticking with her class. Estelle decided to spare some time for Shinsou and his training. He had progressed well under the watch of Mr Aizawa, and it was evident by the bulk of muscle he had grown on his body. The two spent the majority of their time sparring and training with Shinsou's capture weapon. He wasn't getting himself tangled up anymore. Progress.

Estelle was currently flying around the area in a separate training room they had booked from Mr Aizawa. Shinsou was attempting to capture her whilst she was in the air and was making slow and steady improvements. As they continued working, Shinsou spoke up whilst he threw his capture scarf once again.

"You must have been busy; I didn't see you with the class for a while."

"Yeah, I've been working on finding the bridge. No luck, but we might have a lead," Estelle responded as she jerked out of the way of Shinsou's attack. His heart dropped at the reply, and he immediately prodded further.

"A big lead, or?"

"No, well maybe. I don't know. If I'm being honest - there's a high chance it won't work, but I have to try."

Sighing inwardly in relief, Shinsou felt immediate guilt at his own response. He should be rooting for her, but he was unable to lie to himself. He wanted Estelle to stay as long as possible. Attempting to capture her once again, Shinsou smirked up to the flying girl.

"I'm sure a smartass like you would be able to figure it out."

"Tch, you're expectations are too high."

"I am never wrong."

"Said the person who thought he would never master the capture tape, and look at him now." Estelle taunted back. Shaking his head with a chuckle, Shinsou immediately used his secret weapon.

"Say that again, and I won't let you play with my hair."

"Rude."

"Oops", Replied Shinsou unapologetically.

"You should say sorry by letting me stroke your hair."

"Fine", Shinsou instantly agreed. He was fond of her head pats.

Estelle and Shinsou stopped their last ten minutes of training in favour of floofy hair. Leaning against the wall, Shinsou laid on Estelle's lap so she could give efficient head pats. Closing his eyes from the massage, the two sat in comfortable silence.

"We are totally best friends", muttered a sleepy Shinsou.

"Shut up" was all Estelle said back to the stubborn boy. They weren't friends.